So I get a chance to take a last minute trip tonight (return flight Saturday night) with my son, daughter in law, grandchildren and DIL’s parents. My DIL works for an airline and can fly free along with her immediate family and parents-I can fly with a small charge.
Because I am flying kind of “stand by” there is always a chance I could get bumped if the airline sells the empty seats.
Our destination after the red eye flight tonight is Fort Lauderdale. A beach. Sand. Sunshine. I know, it’s so awesome and I’m very lucky.
There are a lot of open seats on the way there so chances are low of getting bumped. On the way back home there are fewer open seats and a higher chance of being bumped, having to get a hotel and stay in FL by myself.
At first that sounded scary.
Then I remembered my solo trip to Washington DC for a training and getting lost one day and close to death on a tour the next day. I survived. (Obviously) this is another blog post.
I also remembered another solo trip to Boston for a training and taking a trolley tour to see some of that beautiful city. No problems-I survived.
So I think to myself: SELF-you can do scary things. Be brave. Go to the beach for a day. It will be an adventure with a hint of danger.
What’s up Danger?? 😂